Your encounter sounds like one I had with a lady living on the right side of the house behind me. Last summer, she had a big white Pit type dog. I looked over the brick wall one morning & he was in trouble & caught on the gate by his collar. I screamed & ran to drive my car around to the front of her house, knocked on the door to tell her the dog was hanging himself. She told me to get out of her yard & mind my own business. He ended up ok somehow & she got rid of that dog right after that.
Well, she has dogs again now, but doesn't have any bonding with them. They are just out back, alone all the time. Really sad. Why do people like this even want a dog to begin with?? |